Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 104 - 102 Perfect Match

"Elder, I’m here to buy some medicine. Do you have paper and a brush? I’ll write out a prescription. Could you please prepare it for me? I’m in a hurry," Tangyu said.

The old TCM doctor nodded immediately, fetched some paper and a brush for Tangyu, and was about to replace it with a regular pen when Tangyu said, "No need to change it, Elder. I’m also quite accustomed to using a brush."

"Oh," the older doctor’s eyes flashed with surprise. To modern people, the brush was an antique relic of the past. Not to mention young people, even some elderly did not know how to use a brush anymore, let alone appreciate it.

As for young people, there was no need to say, unless they specialized in studying brush calligraphy. The old doctor’s gaze fell upon Tangyu’s hand as he swiftly wrote on the paper with powerful strokes, as smooth and flowing as the movement of clouds and water. He was writing in running script, exceptionally beautiful, resembling the creation of an art piece. Even Liu Shiyi and Zhao Yaya watched with curiosity, showing hints of admiration.

Speaking of beauty, modern pens could never capture the majestic and powerful feel of a brush.

"Beautiful writing, truly exceptional. I did not expect your calligraphy skills to be so remarkable, Tangyu. You’ve put me to shame again. To be able to write running script so masterfully, people who don’t know better would think it requires at least twenty years of practice. Had I not seen it with my own eyes, I would have found it hard to believe. The younger generation is truly formidable," the old TCM doctor praised without cease, his eyes full of admiration.

Liu Shiyi’s curiosity about Tangyu grew deeper. What kind of background did he have? He was proficient in lost medical arts that even she had never heard of, and his calligraphy was splendid. His medical skills were even more astonishing.

Any one of these skills would be shocking if possessed by a young man in his early twenties, let alone both. To see them combined in one person was truly astounding.

"Ha, Elder, you flatter me. I have loved calligraphy since I was a child and have been practicing it for almost twenty years," Tangyu said with a light smile.

The old doctor finally nodded in understanding but still admired Tangyu immensely. Even if he had practiced since childhood, being able to produce such writing was a sign of prodigious talent.

"All right, Elder, I need it urgently. Please hurry," Tangyu said as he handed the finished prescription to the old doctor, who took it and frowned upon inspection. Some of the medicines on the prescription were unfamiliar to him, having never tried combining them in this way before.

"This prescription is for detoxification and regulation, right? Ordinary ginseng might not do much. Xiaoyi, go fetch my thousand-year-old ginseng," the old doctor said.

At the mention of thousand-year-old ginseng, Tangyu was slightly startled. He hadn’t expected such a treasure to be here. If there was a thousand-year-old ginseng, that would be even better, ensuring a greater chance of success. In Ghost Doctor Valley, such ginseng wasn’t a rare commodity, but outside, quality items were hard to come by.

"Grandfather, that’s your most prized treasure—" Liu Shiyi hesitated.

The old doctor sternly said, "There’s nothing too precious when it comes to seeking help. Go fetch it quickly."

Tangyu thanked the old doctor, "Elder, thank you very much. My friend’s situation is quite serious, and having a thousand-year-old ginseng would be ideal. I won’t decline your kind offer. Please charge me whatever you think is appropriate."

The old doctor waved his hand and said, "Tangyu, you’re too polite. The other herbs aren’t worth much. As for this thousand-year-old ginseng, how could I possibly charge you for it? Your great kindness to our Liu family cannot be repaid with a single ginseng root, not even a hundred."

"How could that be, Elder?" Tangyu protested.

"No more refusals, Tangyu. Otherwise, I won’t feel right about it. Consider it a small token of my esteem," the old doctor insisted.

Seeing the old doctor’s sincerity, Tangyu thought for a moment and then nodded, "Very well, Elder, I thank you deeply."

It wasn’t long before Liu Shiyi returned with a finely crafted brocade box and handed it to the old doctor. He let Liu Shiyi fetch the medicine according to the prescription and opened the brocade box, releasing a faint, delicate fragrance. A ginseng root shaped like a human figure, wrapped in golden satin, lay inside.

"Wow, so this is thousand-year-old ginseng! It doesn’t look quite like what I’ve seen on TV. It smells so good—I wonder how it tastes," Zhao Yaya remarked curiously, looking at the ginseng in the brocade box.

"Indeed, this is a sufficiently aged thousand-year-old ginseng. Such a generous gift truly makes me feel unworthy. I shall remember this kindness, Tangyu," he said, taking the brocade box. A ginseng of this age was immensely valuable, capable of extending life if consumed by an ordinary person.

If put up for auction, it could definitely sell for millions. An obligation exchanged for a treasure worth millions naturally made Tangyu feel somewhat embarrassed. Millions meant a fortune for an average person.

Yet speaking of payment, Tangyu did not have enough money on him to pay for it. Reluctantly, he had to accept this favor. With this thousand-year-old ginseng, Tangyu felt more confident about treating Song Qingyu’s poisoning.

But it couldn’t be helped—the poison was too fierce and domineering. Relying solely on his Pure Yang Qi could clear it completely, but that would take a significant amount of time and drain him substantially. With the aid of medicine, however, the treatment could be much more effective and require less effort.

If he were in Ghost Doctor Valley with its various rare herbs, it would be a simple matter, and a few doses of medicine would surely resolve the issue.

The medicine was quickly prepared, and Tangyu said his goodbyes before heading straight back to Princess Apartments, where Guo Momo and Lin Feifei were seated in the living room.

"What took you so long?" Guo Momo asked.

"Hehe, you have no idea, Sister Momo. Just now, the good brother performed his medical skills again and saved someone. And guess what we—"

"Got held up by some things. Captain Song must be asleep by now, I’m going to the kitchen to prepare the medicine, please help me keep an eye on her, and call me if she wakes up," Tangyu interrupted Zhao Yaya’s words and dashed into the kitchen with the medicine.

Zhao Yaya pouted, looking like she still had a lot to say.

An hour later, Tangyu finally finished preparing the medicine. As he came out of the kitchen, Zhao Yaya bounced up to him like a little rabbit and said, "Good brother, that policewoman sister woke up just now. Eww, it smells so bad." After saying that, Zhao Yaya immediately pinched her nose and waved her hand in front of her face.

"Okay, I got it." Tangyu returned to the kitchen to get the medicine and headed upstairs, with Zhao Yaya following close behind with a pit pat. In the room, Guo Momo and Lin Feifei were sitting by the bed, keeping Song Qingyu company. By that time, Song Qingyu had sat up and leaned against the headboard. Her complexion was very weak and her face was pale without any color, with a hint of laxity in her eyes.

"I’ll do it," offered Guo Momo actively.

Tangyu handed the medicine to Guo Momo with a caution, "Be careful not to scald yourself."

"Cough cough, I’ll do it myself," Song Qingyu coughed twice listlessly. Trying to rise, she fell back, lacking the strength.

Lin Feifei also immediately said, "Sister Qingyu, you are very weak right now, don’t move around, let Sister Momo and I feed you. We are all women, you don’t need to be embarrassed, and besides, we are friends."

Song Qingyu looked at Lin Feifei, then nodded and said, "Feifei, thank you, thanks to you all for looking after me. And—Tangyu, thank you for saving me once again, I really don’t know how to thank you all."

"Captain Song, don’t talk anymore, drink the medicine first, then have a good sleep. When you wake up, you’ll be all right," Tangyu said.

Looking at Tangyu’s fairly handsome face and feeling his concerned tone and gaze, Song Qingyu’s heart inevitably warmed, filled with a sweet and blissful sensation, although she didn’t understand why she felt that way. She nodded, uttered a sound of agreement, and started to drink the medicine.

Good medicine tastes bitter, not to mention drinking it, most people would find it very unpleasant even to smell. Song Qingyu took a sip, her Liu Mei eyebrows deeply furrowed, and her face showed signs of suffering.

However, Song Qingyu was quite tough, and despite frowning, she quickly drank the whole bowl of medicine. After finishing it, she felt much better, a bit of strength returned to her body and a hint of rosy color gradually appeared on her cheeks. Yet, a wave of fatigue struck and she began to feel sleepy.

"All right, let’s go out and let Captain Song have a good sleep," Tangyu suggested.

Everyone nodded and quickly left the room.

Sitting down in the living room, Guo Momo glanced at Tangyu and said, "I didn’t realize you were so good at taking care of people. You’re very thoughtful."

Now that Song Qingyu was out of danger, Tangyu also relaxed and smiled, "Of course, I have to be. My goal has always been to become a new-age standard exceptional man whom everybody loves, and who no beauty could bear to leave. I am a driven young man with goals, ideals, and a sense of revenge. I can’t claim to be proficient in everything, but at least I have a few skills—chopping wood, cooking, bathing, sweeping, those are indeed my forte. With so many monks and not enough porridge these days, someone like me with no money, no status, no position can only win by other means."

"Pfft—"

"Is that modesty or vanity?" teased Guo Momo.

Zhao Yaya giggled, "Based on what you said, good brother, you and Sister Momo really are a match made in heaven, a perfect pair. It would be such a waste if you didn’t get together. Oh no, but it seems Sister Feifei might already have claimed the good brother, now that’s a dilemma."

The laughter of Guo Momo and Lin Feifei abruptly stopped as they glared at Zhao Yaya and said in unison, "Shut your mouth."

"Eek, don’t be so fierce, that’s not very ladylike. I’m just a child, you know. You don’t show any love toward a child. What I said is true, after all," Zhao Yaya spoke weakly.

"You little girl, still talking? I’ll spank your butt," Lin Feifei said, her face turning a shade of red.

Zhao Yaya stuck out her tongue and shook her head, "Okay okay, don’t be mad, I’ll stop talking okay. Don’t worry, I’ll just think it in my heart and definitely won’t say it out loud."

Tangyu simply smiled. They say children speak the truth, and indeed, their words are the most truthful. Guo Momo truly could be considered an exemplary good girl, and he was obviously a good boy—a perfect match indeed. But with Lin Feifei, that too was a perfect match. She had the Extreme Yin Body, and he the Pure Yang Body—both perfect matches.

"You’re not allowed to laugh either," Lin Feifei glared at Tangyu.